The wind swept the dust, and the clouds seemed to be torn apart, and the light poured down from the cracks, as if countless vines had grown from the sky to connect the heavens and the earth.

Yi Cen's breath gradually became unstable under the attack of the scheming and the gilt. No matter how flexible the huge white tiger's body is, it seems so sluggish to the all-pervasive phoenix. The light seamlessly switched back and forth between the phoenix body and the human form, the phoenix's body gave him lightning speed, and the human form gave him the power to burst out at any time, not to mention the ubiquitous armor that had been tempered by fire like skin—all of this made it impossible for Yi Cen to fully exert his strength, plus he had been fighting with Shi Fang for a long time before, and his strength had faded greatly. In this way, the heart is even more depressed, the attack is more violent and bloody, and the momentum of destroying the world is more and more ruthless every time.

Obviously, he wanted to end the fight quickly with Railly's means.

He retracted the fan bone and landed lightly on the polished back of the phoenix body. The cold wind around him was like a blade scraping his skin, and there was a faint thunder in the wind, which fell on his body painfully and numbly. He didn't know how many wounds he had on his body, but he knew that his whole body was about to be buried by pain. But Rao was like this, but he felt that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling because of this battle. The hands holding the fan bone seemed to have endless power injected, making him more and more courageous. It's just that even he didn't notice that under his excitement, the surrounding bloody qi was absorbed into the fan bones like smoke. The originally ice-blue light on the fan bone was tinged with a slight blood color at this moment, making the clear light more and more muddy.

Liuguang noticed the unusual demonic energy on his body, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with you today?"

He didn't answer, but shouted at the arm that Yi Cen attacked again, and a cold light flashed, piercing Yi Cen's huge arm like shooting countless sharp sword rays. Blood fell from the air with a little bit of minced flesh, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of blood. The splatters of blood fell on the face of the fox, and he raised his hand to gently wipe the blood away, and even reached into his mouth and licked it. Although the rusty taste was not the first time he had known it, it had never given him a different flavor like the one now. He even felt that he was a little addicted to this cruel delicacy!

Looking at the broken flesh and blood clots falling in front of him, although he couldn't see this action under the phoenix body, Liuguang still frowned. Phoenix is a natural dislike of the smell of blood. What's more, his Great Elder Grandfather had said that the smell of blood would attract bloodthirsty desires in people's hearts, making it especially easy to get out of control.

This is even more true for demons. After all, demons are different from humans, and their bloodthirsty instinct is hidden in the depths of their bodies, but when they wake up this instinct at some opportunity, they will completely return to their true nature - bloodthirsty, brutal, ruthless, and inhumane.

Fearing that he would lose control, he waved his wings and quickly flew out of Yi Cen's attack range and fell back to the side.

The party was sitting cross-legged on the ground, recuperating his energy. Anyway, now that someone is fighting for him, it's rare for him to slow down. Seeing that Liuguang and Qianxu were not left behind in the battle with Yi Cen, their tense nerves gradually relaxed a little. He needed to rest, after all, his old bones couldn't withstand such a strong toss.

Suddenly, the light dimmed in front of him, and a phoenix hovered above his head. He raised his head, looked at the light and asked puzzledly, "...... are you?"

The light fell in front of Shi, pointed to the stinger standing beside him, and then said to Shifang: "The breath of the stinging is not right, the bloody gas over there is too heavy, I will take him to change the air." ”

When Shi Fang heard this, he went to see the Qian, but found that the whole person was in an inexplicable excitement, and even he himself couldn't notice that his body was trembling faintly. Shi Fang straightened up from the ground, and then pressed a hand on the shoulder of the Qian, and said in a deep voice: "The Xuan." ”

Ignoring it, Shi Fang called him again: "Qiang!" The voice was more stern than that, with a majestic majesty, and even Liuguang felt as if he had been reprimanded by the elders.

He was still unconscious. Now, even the gilt senses that something is wrong. He has always been self-denying and self-disciplined, and his behavior has never been out of shape. This was the first time he had seen such a situation.

Liuguang looked at Shi Fang and wondered: "What's wrong with him?"

Shi Fang glanced at the fan bone in his hand, and at this moment the fan bone had lost its original luster, as if it had been soaked in blood for a long time before it was fished out, and the blood was very thick. There was a black aura floating under the faint blood, as if something was about to move.

Shi Fang's eyes lit up, and then he reached out and pressed his hand on his chest, and a circle of light quickly spread out from under his palm, and then suddenly sank into Qian's chest.

The body of the man suddenly shook, and the ice-blue light of the fan bone flashed. He breathed heavily, as if he had just recovered from his suffocation. The pain that was everywhere in his body hit intensively at this moment, and he frowned and muttered, "It really hurts......"

Shi Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled silently. Only then did he look at Qian Qian and asked, "How do you feel?"

He looked up a little dazed, "How do you feel?"

Shi Fang was slightly stunned, and then immediately adjusted his expression, and just continued as if nothing happened: "Hehe, it's nothing, but I suddenly feel that you two are more capable than I imagined!"

The gilded nerve itself is very thick, and he is very simple, so he didn't think of him at the moment, and said with a smile: "Lao Jun praises it, we're okay!"

Shi Fang wanted to say something, but when he heard the sudden sound of wind in his ears, Shi Fang almost instinctively formed a law seal and pushed it back, shrouding both the sword and the gilt light under the golden light, but he clenched the spear, and his body was golden and reflexively resisted Yi Cen's huge body.

The gilt light and the stinging were instantly shaken away by the rapids, but the party was suppressed by Yi Cen's arm, and half of his feet were about to be buried in the soil!

Yi Zen's sneer came from above his head, and then into his ears was his extremely sarcastic and cold voice.

"Old turtle, if these two people hadn't suddenly appeared, you would have been a dead turtle by now!"

The party couldn't move, and he couldn't retreat, so he could only carry it stiffly. His face was covered with blood that had been scraped by Jinfeng, and blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth. However, he smiled disapprovingly, even though the smile was extremely faint. "Ten million kings and eighty-thousand-year-old turtles, unfortunately...... Still let you down. ”

Yi Cen continued to exert force, and when he vomited blood, his body was almost half buried in the earth. His eyes were black and white, and he felt as if his chest was being suppressed by something, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"I'd like to see how long you can survive!"